Date: Wed, 10 Jul 2013 03:54:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Philip Hogan
Subject: Xavier
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Xavier
I have been to quite a few massage parlours, and to individual masseuses
advertising in the local papers or at the bath houses. Some were bloody
awful, with absolutely no idea what a sensual and erotic massage was all
about. Others were up to the task and knew how to bring a guy on, but the
runaway leader of the push was Xavier. He had his studio at Chippendale, a
small one bedroom apartment on the second floor of a three floor walk-up,
so it was easy to get to from my work at Newtown, and I used his services
for many months.
Xavier was a Chinese young man, aged in his early 20s, with an infectious
smile and captivating twinkling brown eyes. His cock was on the small
side, but was still quite adequate.
When I arrived, there would be this ritual. He was in a classic Chinese
gown, richly embroidered with a dragon and its mouth was at his crotch. He
would bow his head and invite me into the studio.
He invites me to undress, and when I am naked, he lets the gown fall
exposing his fabulously chiselled naked body. We embrace, bodies touching
cock to cock, and our hands caressing each other's backs. He then breaks
the embrace and gets behind me, and presses his body against me. I can
feel his cock against my arse. Again he breaks and comes around so that I
am embracing him from the rear, with my cock (now quite hard) against his
beautiful buns.
Now it was time to begin, and he tells me to "Please lie down"
Standing and leaning over my head, Xavier started on my lower back and
worked his way up to my neck, my head and then started down my arms. For my
first arm, he stood to the side of the table and placed my arm and hand
through his legs so that my forearm is resting under his balls. As he
worked my arm my hand came in contact with his balls and cock. My hand did
twist and turn so that at times it was lying against cock and balls.
From my arm he then moved to my backside and then my legs.
He gradually worked my legs apart as he did each separately. Working his
way down, then raised my leg perpendicular, to my feet then back up
again. There was no rush on Xavier's part. Everything was done slowly and
deliberately. When he was at my feet, he would slowly massage each toe, and
suck on my big toe. Then he placed my leg back on the table, and put his
cock up against my foot. On his way back he would dwell at my arse and
tickle the back of my balls with a light touch
My other arm was next and this time he performed a similar massage to the
first. Again I flexed my hand and cupped his balls and cock again.
After completing my arm, he once again went back to my legs quickly running
his hands ever so lightly down and back by the inside of my thighs pausing
at my balls which he now massaged lightly.
He then raised my whole leg, bending my body at the hip. He was able to
rub his hand over my cock and balls and give them a gentle rub. Placing my
leg down on the table again, his hands went to my bum and his fingers
traced my crack up and down, three of four times pausing each time at the
entrance to my anus. The first time he did this, I exploded my cum all
over the towel under me! Then the other leg was raised, and a quick
massage of my cock and balls again.
Then asked me to roll over. I had been erect from the moment he started to
embrace me and I felt his cock against my arse. It stands straight up (or
it felt like it. My penile dysfunction took away some of my rigidity but
all the sensations were still there.)
From here he began at my head and worked his way down. Once again it was
slow and deliberate.
When he was at my head, he stood to the side, and offered me his usually
semi hard cock for me to suck. I would take him into my mouth, massage his
balls with my near side hand, play with his cock with my tongue, licking
under his foreskin and savouring his taste. He would be the one to break
the sucking and move on.
He worked my shoulders, chest, stomach, hips and crotch, and down each leg
working every part of them. When he got to my feet he spread my legs apart,
so that my feet were hanging over the edge of the table.
He began to work my legs again, first putting my foot on his shoulder and
working up to my inner thighs and then my cock, past my cock to my crack
where he would again pause at my anus and press lightly. He then repeated
the process with the other leg.
All his attention was now focused on my cock and balls, which he rubbed and
played with until I could take it no more, and would have a fabulous
orgasm. He would be grinning and laughing.
As my erection began to subside, Xavier climbed up on the table and
stretched out beside me, leaning on his arm as he caressed my head and
chest and crotch, and wiping my body with a warm wet towel, cleaning the
oil residue and my cum.
We continued to caress and cuddle for a few more minutes, and he would
stand, put on his gown, lean over and kiss me on the forehead, and assist
me off the table.
As I was getting dressed, he would offer a glass of cool water or lemon
cordial.
There was never any mouth to mouth kissing, and he was very particular that
I was not allowed to touch the hair on his head which was always
immaculately coiffed.
I miss going to him, and recall my visits with fond memories.
See my other stories at:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/seduced-by-steven
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/sleep-over-with-mike
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/at-the-beach-seduced-by-monty
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/encounters/weekend-in-griffith